The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1887-01-25
SN0W-BOUND. TRULY.
My Dreary Visit to Aunt Oelilah's
Forsaken House.

A December snow storm the first OF
the season-was just beginning to
fall as the younger portion OF
the Fairweather family. rosy with
exercise, rushed into the back parlor
where their Aunt Lizzie sat. busy with
some patchwork.
t'Isn't it too bad, Aunt Lizzie? This
snow will spoil the skating" cried
Madge, who was fourteen aud romp
But it will make good >Ieighing:
for it's damp and heavy: 50 it won't b.
likely to drift" observed Grace. who
was seventeen and the Young lady OF
the family.
Robbie, the baby of four wears,
swelled the chorus with a wall over the
loss of several fine iciclrS. which he had
'bringed in to keep
A laugh from his sisters followed.
Joined in by their auni. who WAS sitting
near the fire, who now drew the disap-
pointed little victim of Jack Frost :
Vaccinations into her lap. TO dry his
apron. Aunt Lizzie. who. with her
husband, had come TO spend the holi-
days, was a great favOrite with her
young nieces and nephew: for. though
Years had drifted SHOWS of an enduring
winter over her brown hair. her voice
:snd smile still wore the freshness and
cheeriness of youth.
''HOw coy snow-storm makes one
feel. said Grace, sitting down opposite
her aunt, in a luxurious armchair.
''Please tell us story. Aunt Lizzie
I'm sure you have one in your mind,
you look so thoughtful.
well, girls, L was thinking. Just be-
fore you came in, of a mosl memorable
snow-storm. which occurred one New
Years eve, thirty-ive wears ago
.'Ohi tell usr' said two eager voices,
as two girls drew their chair nearer
the fire, while Aunt Lizzie. pushing
her spectacles back. aud looking out
on the fast gathering twilight and
whirl of falling snowflake>. began:
Il was then girl OF fifteen. NY
mother died three years before. leaving
me little brother only few months
old. whom we called Robbie, out of
compliment to the Young gentleman
present. No mods and smiles. Young
ladies. and no questions asked. though
you are at liberty to draw YOUR own
conclusions as to the family history.
AFTER mamma died we went 10 live
with our grandmother: and. d. soon a
he was old enough to run alone. Robbie
fell almost exclusively 10 my care.
worshiped the little fellow. who was
as handsome as a picture: and, as no
one interfered with me. petted and
spoiled him to nv hearts content.
Our father was sea-captain. and only
came home twice a wear: but. girls.
his visits were worthy of remembrance
If YOU could see the presents he al
WAYS came laden with and curiosities
and souvenirs from beyond the sea.
But, with one of his home visits, he
brought US something which little
liked or expected new mamma.
can well remember The rage and de-
spair that filled my heart when heard
the news. / had heard and read of the
tyranny of stepmothers until fully be-
lieved that nothing better could be in
store for us.
My stepmother was a tall. blonde
lady. whose fair, girIi,h face. almost
belied her thirty years, aud possibly
We III III Hdft UCtu iTttbur- uau III nOi
been for Robbie. He was "A high-tem-
pered little fellow, thoroughly spoiled.
and self-willed to the last degree. But
to me he was perfect; and | resented
the slightest attempt at control on the
part of our new mamma
You can imagine what AN unhappy
household ours must have been with |
such constant Earring. The crisis came,
one evening, when battle ensued, in |
which we were defeated. Robbie was
compelled to obey, while {, who had
been sent TO my room. listened TO his |
passionate screams with a heart nearly |
bursting with indignation. sat plan
ming until late, and the sum total of |
my conclusions was that | would run
away and take Robbie with me, where |
he would be out of the reach of such |
tyranny.
TO go back to grandmamma would i
do no good: for she was oearaaDie old '